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Wednesday, 16 July 2014

As promised in last weeks post “What holds you
back the most?” today I will be talking about complexions and how I overcame
them.

Well, I was a normal happy child, I have always
been thin but I never paid attention to that. My mother would always dress me
as she thought best and I always thought I looked cute, jejeje; I didn’t have
any problems with my appearance.

That changed when I became an adolescent, it
was in that stage of my life that I began to compare my body with the bodies of
the other girls my age. That was when I began the process of seeking my defects!

The bodies of the other girls would develop
more than my own, I didn’t have any physical defect, I was simply thin, but
after that moment of comparison I began to see myself with bad eyes and began
to think that I was ugly and less developed, I didn’t understand why.

I was embarrassed of my thin legs, I didn’t
like to use skirts nor shorts, I thought my collarbone was very big so I
wouldn’t wear tank tops. After that I began to make it difficult on my mom when
we would go shopping. What used to be a pleasure became a nightmare. I would go
through the entire store and would think that nothing fitted me well, girls, I
would make my mom walk, jejejej poor her!

I even had prettier clothes than my friends,
but that didn’t make me happy, I wanted to have the body that they had.

I wouldn’t get tired of looking for my defects,
even what people would compliment me on I would think was ugly, people would
always tell me, “what beautiful eyes, so big and expressive” I would think, “I
hate my bulging eyes”, the devil distorted everything in my mind. It didn’t
matter that my family would say the contrary, what I thought was final, they
were wrong. I used to think that they said it only to please me but that it was
all a lie.

That made me feel inferior to the rest of the
girls, I didn’t like myself, I wouldn’t accept myself as I was and that was my
greatest problem.

The complexions brought along other things, I
would get sad, insecure and some times I would even cry!

When I was 16 I began to go to church. That was
when began to hear the teachings and with time I began to see myself
differently.

To tell you the truth I began to focus more on
my interior, my focus was no longer my body.

When I accepted myself, I loved myself as I
was, I learned that I am not an outer shell, and stopped having bad eyes
towards my appearance.

I continue to be thin, but I longer compare myself
with anyone, I learned to value myself, and be more confident.

What God was giving me went beyond all of that,
that I refused to not like me, and now everything had a new meaning, I was
happy in my interior.

That was how I overcame my adolescent complexions,
when I stopped comparing myself, I learned to love me and resolved my interior!

How about you my friend, will you make that
decision or continue with complexions? I am anxious to read your comments.

I am leaving you a picture of when i was a little girl, so that you laugh a little. I am the one on the left, without a tooth, jejeje